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In the streets that crisscrossed the city's underbelly, these 3 females bore the force of society's reject, derision delicately tossed their way like crumpled, spent dollar bills. Yet, as fate would have it, they discovered solace and strength in each other. In the darkest recesses of this neon-lit Eden, they found a shared resilience, a resilient defiance that enabled them to rise above their circumstances.

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